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Eh, I'm able to post, but not chat. I'll PM you when I'm online tomorrow and hopefully we can find a time. :)
Alex remained still the whole time, having been trained well in playing dead. He listened to the sounds and voices around him, wondering what was going to happen next. Were they going to hand him over to Scotland Yard? What was Scotland Yard going to do with him? If he was charged with murder... then he would be hanged in public. Chills ran through Alex's spine at that thought.

Sebastian spoke. "A personal interrogation, my Lord? I suppose that's right. Scotland Yard wouldn't be able to achieve anything" commented Sebastian. Alex almost wanted to break his act and jump for joy when he heard that. Well at least until he thought of the ways Ciel could interrogate him. Earls did have a reputation of being able to do nasty and terrible things as they pleased. Sigh.. at least it wasn't the Yard.

Meh-rin then seemed to make nervous noises, pointing towards the pair of stiff feet that hanged off Sebastian. 'Deposit the sack?' What did that mean? Certainly it wasn't a...? The charismatic butler turned around pacing towards the blubbering maid. Leaning down so that he was face level with her, Sebastian placed a finger on his lips. "Shhh..." went the butler before he gave her a wink and a smile. Sebastian then left the area, leaving Meh-Rin to stand in the hallway, blushing.

Alex felt that his feet were bound and he was placed in the carriage. It seemed they were taking him to the event. But why? Surely they weren't going to downright hand him over to the authorities?! What about the interrogation? Alex would rather have that over anything else. Then again... now would be the perfect time to escape. His hands weren't tied (supposedly to avoid raising suspicion). All he had to do was break free of whatever was around his foot and leap out through the window! It was now or never! 3... 2...

Alex's countdown was stopped when he felt Ciel moving to sit next to him. The tailor remained perfectly still, thinking the boy wanted to inspect him to see if he was really unconscious. Then in an unexpected move, Alex felt Ciel's hands on him and then soon his hands was gently stroking Ciel's face. The tailor relaxed, liking the softness of the younger boy. What's more, it seemed that the boy liked him too. This was not the touch of an enemy or a cruel Earl - it was one of affection. Ciel's touch seemed to say that he didn't want him to be handed over to the Yard. Ciel's exterior might be cold, but inside he was warm and supple. Ciel's hand then left his. Alex opened his eyes to find that Ciel was looking away, embarrased perhaps. Well, now was the time to show Ciel what it was like to be loved. And how good it could feel.

Alex grinned as he reached out with both hands, cupping Ciel's face in them. He turned the boy around, letting Ciel see his hungry gaze for the slightest of moments before he pulled the boy towards him and kissed him passionately. Alex's kiss was a strong one that lingered fully over Ciel's soft lips. Alex didn't care what the boy would do to him - he just wanted to show that he felt what Ciel was feeling and that it was possible between them. The tailor shifted on the seat so that his broad chest was now pressed against Ciel's. One of his hands moved so that it was now cradling Ciel's head. The other hand moved down the side of Ciel's chest towards his nether region, slipping into the part between his legs. "You like this don't you? Do you want more?" whispered Alex as his lips momentarily left Ciel's. Alex's hand massaged that area and then gave it a soft squeeze as his lips returned to meet Ciel's...
Alex gritted his teeth, taking one step back. Oh yes, he had thought of taking Ciel hostage - it would have been a much more viable option, but in the end he didn't. Alex didn't exactly want to end up on Ciel's bad side by threatening his life. The tailor scoffed at his own thoughts just then. Wasn't he aleady in Ciel's bad books? The Earl now seemed to have a hate of him and was also going to turn him into the authorities. What a way to go. Was this going to be his last night as a free man?

No. This can't be. Alex was not going to let it end this way. That butler looked as if he was going to attack any minute. And Ciel... Ciel was pointing a gun at his head, ready to shoot. Alex's hand trembled as he realised the predicament he was in. Was there another way out? There had to be! Ah yes, the maid! He could kick the maid in Ciel's direction and make a run for it! Surely the butler couldn't keep up whilst carrying the dead Mrs. Baker. Or at least he had to put the corpse down. But how good was Ciel's aim? Ciel's stare showed that he was steadfast and determined. A shot to anywhere of Alex's body would spell death by infection. A slow an painful death. Alex flinched. The top half of his body wanted to run, but it felt as if his legs were bolted to the ground by some unknown force. It was his gut feeling stopped him from moving.

Reluctantly and stiffly, he moved his dagger away from Meh-Rin's neck. The maid quickly ran from his grasp to the safest place in the world - behind Sebastian's back. "Oh my gosh Sebastian~! You saaaved meee!" cooed the maid as she hugged the butler from behind with a blush. Yay. An opportunity to hug Sebastian! That was when she noticed the wrinkled pair of legs dangling from Sebastian's back. The maid blinked and stared at it. Meh-rin then fell as Sebastian stepped forward to apprehend Alex by grasping his neck. So that the tailor would not get away, he strangled Alex with just the right amount of force to make the tailor fall unconscious. Alex struggled and kicked, but could do nothing as he was single-handledly raised into the air by Sebastian. Soon after, Alex's hands fell to his side as he stopped moving. The butler turned to Ciel. "What should we do with this one, my Lord?" asked Sebastian. However, it seemed that Alex was only pretending to faint. He came from the circus - little tricks like these were commonplace.
Thankies. ^_^ *offers cookies*

This is the dagger that Alex is wielding:
http://www.a-work-of-art.net/art%27s%20work/dagger2.JPG

And this line in my post "Deep within the recesses of his own mind, Alex tried to figure out what had actually happened. Could it be him?" is referring to your OC. You can decide if this whole thing is part of his plans or not and also how much Alex knows about it.
Obeying Ciel's orders, Sebastian quietly took away Mrs. Baker's body, treating it only as a sack of meat. Alex however, was still stunned at the announcement of her death. "It can't be..." he said silently to himself. The tailor dreaded what would happened next. Surely all fingers would point to him and Scotland Yard would be called in. What defence would a newly bought slave have against murder? Alex just stood there, unable to move. To add to all of this he was shocked at how quick Ciel was to order the cremation of the body. It just felt cold and cruel, even though she was dead. "You're just going to cremate her like this?" Alex asked, although it seemed that Ciel was in no mood for discussion. He was an Earl after all. All the previous joys that Alex had of seeing Ciel in his outfit (or even better, just a towel) was now gone, replaced by dread. And sure enough Ciel turned to him and accused him of causing Mrs. Baker's death. Yet with Mrs. Baker dying in this manor, wouldn't Ciel be thought of as the murderer? Perhaps that was the reason why he wanted that body to be cremated so quickly. An Earl like him could do what he wanted without being questioned.

"I did nothing" Alex stated as firmly as he could in response to Ciel's accusation. "Do you think it would be in my plans to let her die at the estate of an Earl such as you?" questioned Alex back in retaliation. Deep within the recesses of his own mind, Alex tried to figure out what had actually happened. Could it be him? Alex still had his mission to complete where he had to place the cursed object in the manor, but he didn't expect Mrs. Baker to die. Perhaps that object had an effect on her? Was that how it worked?

Sebastian returned with the corpse slumped over his shoulders. "I will store the body in the wine cellar, my Lord" said the butler before he turned to Alex. "And it seems our culprit is feeling uneasy. To Scotland Yard with you then..." said Sebastian simply with the intention of restraining Alex. However, Alex had already put things into motion, reaching behind him and drawing out his circus dagger. Seeing the clueless Meh-Rin pass by the corridor, Alex nabbed her and held the weapon to her throat.

"You won't be calling Scotland Yard, butler" said Alex as he glared at Sebastian. The maid was frozen in place, confused and unable to even utter a squeak.

"How foolish" Sebastian mused. "A maid in the house of an Earl is as expendable as this morning's tea leaves. You should have done that on my Lord instead"
Obeying Ciel's orders, Sebastian quietly took away Mrs. Baker's body, treating it only as a sack of meat. Alex however, was still stunned at the announcement of her death. "It can't be..." he said silently to himself. The tailor dreaded what would happened next. Surely all fingers would point to him and Scotland Yard would be called in. What defence would a newly bought slave have against murder? Alex just stood there, unable to move. To add to all of this he was shocked at how quick Ciel was to order the cremation of the body. It just felt cold and cruel, even though she was dead. "You're just going to cremate her like this?" Alex asked, although it seemed that Ciel was in no mood for discussion. He was an Earl after all. All the previous joys that Alex had of seeing Ciel in his outfit (or even better, just a towel) was now gone, replaced by dread. And sure enough Ciel turned to him and accused him of causing Mrs. Baker's death. Yet with Mrs. Baker dying in this manor, wouldn't Ciel be thought of as the murderer? Perhaps that was the reason why he wanted that body to be cremated so quickly. An Earl like him could do what he wanted without being questioned.

"I did nothing" Alex stated as firmly as he could in response to Ciel's accusation. "Do you think it would be in my plans to let her die at the estate of an Earl such as you?" questioned Alex back in retaliation. Deep within the recesses of his own mind, Alex tried to figure out what had actually happened. Could it be him? Alex still had his mission to complete where he had to place the cursed object in the manor, but he didn't expect Mrs. Baker to die. Perhaps that object had an effect on her? Was that how it worked?

Sebastian returned with the corpse slumped over his shoulders. "I will store the body in the wine cellar, my Lord" said the butler before he turned to Alex. "And it seems our culprit is feeling uneasy. To Scotland Yard with you then..." said Sebastian simply with the intention of restraining Alex. However, Alex had already put things into motion, reaching into his pocket and drawing out his circus dagger. Seeing the clueless Meh-Rin pass by the corridor, Alex nabbed her and held the weapon to her throat.

"You won't be calling Scotland Yard, butler" said Alex as he glared at Sebastian. The maid was frozen in place, confused and unable to even utter a squeak.

"How foolish" Sebastian mused. "A maid in the house of an Earl is as expendable as this morning's tea leaves. You should have done that on my Lord instead"
Death is the perfect device for plottin's. That being said, I don't have anything particular in mind, but just thought it would be an interesting event to have. :P We can take it in any direction from here, whether it be natural or unnatural.
Mrs. Baker's shoulder's slumped in relief when she heard that she and her apprentice had gotten a second chance. "Thank you for your leniency Ciel. I will make sure you will not suffer any disrespect from Alex again. I must say that this is the first time I have heard of him acting like this. It's a side of him that I have never seen before..." said the tailor as her mind tried to figure out if there were any hints previously. After Ciel left, the woman was escorted back outside. Upon returning to her shop, she saw Alex working away on Ciel's garment. Grabbing a wooden ruler that was next to her, she thwapped it loudly on the table. "ALEX WINTERS!!!" the woman shouted loudly and angrily. The unexpected crack of the ruler and thunder of her voice made Alex literally jump up from his seat. He had never thought Mrs. Baker to be capable of such anger. Scolding after scolding followed, to which Alex (somewhat grudgingly) agreed. He held no ill will against the old lady and yet there was not much 'motherly' affection either. He just supposed she was his boss and that was it.

It later that Mrs. Baker and a stiff Alex arrived at Phanthomhive manor. Sebastian greeted them and showed them to Ciel's room. Mrs Baker was given a chair to sit on so that she could rest her tired bones. Alex opened his briefcase and took out Ciel's Royal outfit, momentarily smiling at it. He was proud of his work and his heart fluttered at the thought of personally dressing Ciel with it. What a great opportunity for close contact. And yet those feelings were sucked into the void when he noticed the scornful glares of both Sebastian and Mrs. Baker. Alex returned to his overly stiff and stoic composure as he began to dress Ciel with the garment. Several buttons were tweaked to sit at the right angle, a few loose threads tightened exactly to Ciel's measurements and any specks of dust were promptly removed. The whole procedure was done in dead silence with Alex looking more like a mannequin than anything else. Because of Sebastian standing right behind Ciel and the butler's constant glare at the tailor, Alex didn't even get a chance to look into Ciel's eyes.

After the garments was fitted to perfection, Alex stepped back and admired his craftsmanship. The pink haired boy turned back to Mrs. Baker to seek her nod of approval, only to find that Mrs. Baker had fallen asleep in her chair. Alex did not want to wake her, but Sebastian knew that they were already behind schedule. And so the butler quietly walked over to Mrs. Baker, tapping her on the shoulder.

"Mrs. Baker, the fitting is done" said Sebastian. There was a slight pause. "Mrs. Baker...?". Sebastian stepped back and frowned. "Mrs. Baker? Can you hear me?". The butler took off his glove and placed his hand underneath the tailor's nose. "Oh dear. It seems Mrs. Baker has passed away" announced Sebastian unceremoniously.
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